The second floor of the "Jusan Inn" is relatively quiet, neither noisy and noisy, nor hurried with people. Even if one or two guests pass by occasionally, they are light and brisk, and there is rarely a loud noise.

This is something that everyone acquiesces to, the respect between people is mutual, since it is a hotel, then the most afraid is to be disturbed by others, since the fear of being disturbed by others, then it is naturally not good to disturb others first.

After all, the second floor of the entire inn is full of guest rooms, and only if it is clean enough, the guests will live comfortably. Moreover, the guest rooms here, whether they are the main room or the wing room, all have their own independent windows, and the guests in each room will see the grandeur of the Shengxuan City from different angles from the window, and the field of vision is extremely wide, which can be used to enjoy the different degrees of charm and scenery of the Shengxuan City, so naturally no guests are willing to linger in this bare corridor for a long time.

At the corner of the corridor on the second floor, seeing that there was no one around, Zhan Bai suddenly stopped, turned to look at the old man who was following him, and asked in a deep voice, "Who is Your Excellency?"

Yu Jiang, who had been hanging behind them and was not far from them, also came to stand behind the old man, and Zhan Bai and the two of them formed a circle of encirclement, blocking the old man between the two of them.

Although he didn't speak, the momentum around him was faint, and the meaning couldn't be more obvious, and there was a tendency to do it if he didn't agree.

In fact, before following Zhan Bai and the others upstairs, he had also figured out what the old man was talking about in the so-called upper room. However, the old man's words are a little wrong, "Zhongyi Hall" is such a simple thing as an upper room? That is the "Juyi Hall", whether it is the material or location, or the floor area, it is far from the second floor of those rooms can be compared, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the upper room of the "Jusan Inn", it is not wrong, it is the root of the "Jusan Inn", it is the root of the "Jusan Inn" to survive, and it is the root of the [Netherworld Supervision History].

It is the belief of all of them, and it is the foundation of all of them.

Seeing the two of them like this, the old man grinned, "Don't worry, I don't have any malicious intentions, I just want to go there to incense." ”

calmly couldn't shake any waves, it seemed that in his opinion, it was normal for Zhan Bai and Yu Jiang to be so vigilant.

It is true that although Zhan Bai and Yu Jiang don't know him, he knows the two of them very well. As Nie Chengfeng's brother who once shared hardships and hardships, after he disappeared for so long, they were still able to defend him like this, and the old man was very relieved.

I'm afraid that in this river and lake, only the Holy Pen Xuan Sword Nie Chengfeng can have such ability and charm, so that his brothers are so desperate and support him.

Zhan Bai looked puzzled, "Why?"

The expression on the old man's face finally changed slightly, with a little remembrance, "To repay the kindness, but also for peace of mind." ”

The hoarse voice gently echoed in the ears of the two, Zhan Bai and Yu Jiang were stunned for a moment, they were the first group of people to follow Nie Chengfeng's side, but they had never seen the old man in front of him who had weathered his hair and aged years, so who did he repay for his so-called kindness, and which kind of favor did he repay?

Zhan Bai raised his eyebrows and thought about it, and then wondered: "Can the senior make the words clearer?"

If it comes to repaying gratitude, then the first thing that comes to his mind must be that the object that the old man wants to repay his favor must be Tiangongzi, but even if he is a Tiangongzi, he will never be able to talk about some favors all the year round, and I am afraid that even he himself does not know how many people have received his favors in this world. But that doesn't mean that not only has he never seen this person in front of him, but he has even heard of such things, right?

You know, in the past [Netherworld Supervision History], the disciples were all over the country, what kind of thing was it that could hide from the eyes and ears of all of them? Or was his guess right? The old man was simply harboring two hearts?

Since the disappearance of the Holy Pen Xuan Sword Nie Chengfeng, I don't know how many forces in the rivers and lakes are waiting to see the jokes of the [Nether Inspector History], they may wish that the [Nether Inspector History] will fall apart and be eaten by them, right?

The rules of survival in Jianghu martial arts have always been so cruel, survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest, and there is no reason at all. Truth, that is the golden words in the mouth of those who survived to the end.

Probably this is the so-called natural selection!

"That's it!"

Yu Jiang was also at a loss, "You don't want to play dumb riddles, okay?"

He has always been this temperament, admitting death, stubbornness, and affection, so he doesn't like to twist and turn, and he doesn't even have too many words, except in front of his own brothers, he will always be a cold and ruthless and taciturn guy in the eyes of outsiders.

Indeed, because of his personality, he is a taciturn person in front of unfamiliar people, but he is such a person in the eyes of others, and he always takes the lead in the charge. No matter what happened, no matter what the situation, he could always rush to the front of all his brothers, and whenever one brother was martyred, he would always sit in front of his brother's grave with a jar of liquor and drink it silently for a long time, and at the same time he was sad for a long time, but he never shed tears.

In his own words, tears belong to the cowardly, he doesn't want his brother to go on the road alone, and he doesn't want his brother to see that he is a coward. He regarded loyalty as the most important thing in his life, even more important than his own life.

This is Yu Jiang, a taciturn practitioner and a founder of both loyalty and righteousness.

"Because he saved me, I owe him my life. ”

The old man sighed.

Zhan Bai looked at him seriously for a moment, "Okay, I'll trust the seniors once, I hope the seniors don't disappoint the juniors!"

He could see that the old man did not look like he was lying, because his eyes were very clear, and on his face, Zhan Bai saw not only the color of gratitude and remembrance, but even an indescribable melancholy and desolation. It's as if you have managed to grab the string of a flying kite, and just when you think you can pull it off, the string suddenly breaks.

It was a kind of loneliness and sadness from the heart, although I don't know what the old man had experienced, but Zhanbai can be sure that he must know about Nie Chengfeng.